For all you know,he's a liar
and he is sharing your heart of beats to another
and he certainly keeps feeding up that fire
and your raindrops are sure to make water
as you scream that we are tied with wire
but the rust seems to break us apart and those hearts that you've eaten have pinned you up into circles
and I guess you were trying to crack the shell and these days I'm feeling like a pirate
and for the record, I stole a little beauty
and it shines like a yellow gown over the water
but I still can't seem to make myself feel happy
I'll just walk the plank
and say I will be better off drowning
to become water for another tree I could feed and grow these roots beside me
and I will be laughing, yes I will be laughing at me